- You're listening to your favorite songs on the radio, only to find out you're on the oldies station. (Now, to be fair, it was a country station playing hits from the 80's and 90's. But still. Old.)
- You look at your wedding pictures and wonder, "What was I thinking?"
- The years fly by faster and faster, with no potential for slowing down. Remember when we were kids and once school started, it seemed like an eternity until Christmas break? Yeah, not any more.
- You fill out an electronic form and when it asks for your birth year, you have to scroll and scroll and scroll. Not good.
- You, as well as all of your friends, are celebrating double-digit anniversaries. How could this be since you're only 23? I mean, did we all get married as tweens?? Mind boggling...
- Children that you babysat are getting married.
- Some of these same children that you once babysat, are now babysitting your children.
I'm not sure if all of this is coming about because I'm about to celebrate my 33rd birthday, or what. I'm sure that's not it because I've had this "age anxiety" for years now. See, in my mind, everything is frozen at about 8-10 years ago. I'm still 25 (freaking out about being a QUARTER CENTURY OLD!), me and all of my friends are just now having babies, and my wedding pictures still look recent.
When I start to freak out about turning another year older, I try to remind myself of all of the blessings that have come with time. If I was still 25, I wouldn't have the sweetest boy in the world. Sure, I would have the cutest little girl on the planet, toddling around and speaking in complete sentences long before her time, but I also wouldn't have the most beautiful, intelligent girl looking back at me - at eye level.
If I was still 25, Joey and I would be a bit more careful, but we wouldn't have the security and stability that has come over time. We would still have that fresh, newlywed spirit, but we wouldn't yet have the bumps along the road that have only proved that we'll never let go of each other. We're more in love today than yesterday.
Looking back only helps me to realize that no matter what, I wouldn't change any of it.
Even Joey's bald head in our 2009 family photos.